[No, god, that wasn't what he meant. He could see how it looked and sounded that way now, but it wasn't at all what he meant. It was impossible to think clearly, and it felt like trying to move in quicksand, the way it got more difficult the more he concentrated.
He leaped up from the couch to step in front of Elliot, almost placing a hand on his chest to stop him but choosing to let his position speak for itself.]
Not what I meant. There's nothing to be sorry for. You still didn't take advantage of me.
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[No, god, that wasn't what he meant. He could see how it looked and sounded that way now, but it wasn't at all what he meant. It was impossible to think clearly, and it felt like trying to move in quicksand, the way it got more difficult the more he concentrated.
He leaped up from the couch to step in front of Elliot, almost placing a hand on his chest to stop him but choosing to let his position speak for itself.]
Not what I meant. There's nothing to be sorry for. You still didn't take advantage of me.